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Roast Beef Did Not Sleep Well Tuesday, October 5, 2004 • read strip Viewing 51 comments:

It always comes back to diabetes.

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What is Onstad afraid of

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ah get mah dahbeetis testin supplahs from libuhteh mewtuah.

Christ, man! This picture will haunt my dreams !

Holy. Shit.

If only he had looked like that in "The Thing" when he went nuts with the ax.

::sighs:: Never gets old. . .

I find he looks very much like the cat behind the counter at the super-secret ice cream shop.

last panel makes this a 5

Poor grammar, weak thesis, will probably get diabetes...see me after class

I always end up thinking of this strip when I cannot sleep, especially when FUCKING BIRDS will not shut the FUCKING hell up at 5:00 AM FUCK.

Amen brother. Amen.

Also garbage trucks.

Also C-5s on training runs flying over the dang house every ding dang hour of the day.

You near Wright-Patterson?

Yeah, STALKER. :P

We used to get all of the fighter jets and stealth bombers (giant batarangs!)flying overhead as well, which was sort of cool, if vaguely threatening, but now it's just the loud-as-hell C-5s, rattling my windows as they practice low-altitude flight patterns at 3 a.m.

Crud, you're right. Why would I ask that? Argh!

It is like my brain says, "Ooh, a puzzle! How can I creep someone out by connecting seemingly innocuous pieces of personal information?"

I grew up in Ohio, so really it just warms my heart to think of home.

I just move to a Navy town, and there's always jets. Only when I'm napping or on the phone, though.

Moved . Remember your training, padawan charchar; past-tense.

Yes. Neither Fort Lewis nor McChord AFB have any compassion on my poor REM cycle.

I am lucky to live in the one tiny corner of the Puget Sound region that is not under a flightpath of one kind or another. You have my sympathies.

Also cats basically having the Great Outdoors Fight right outside my bedroom window.

That's the "Point of no Return" of a long night, when you realize that it's actually easier to stay awake, and the birds are mocking you because you did it to yourself, their little chirps reminding you of your diff-eq test in just three short hours. The birds want you to understand that this night, like Beef's spat-out toothpaste and really his self-esteem, has gone right down the drain.

I Want to use a phrase other than "chubbied for truth", but that's EXACTLY what you've done here.

I housesat for a woman who owned a dog and a parakeet. Every morning at some ungodly hour, that parakeet would make with the raucous, and I would not sleep well. When the woman returned, I mentioned this, and she told me that I needed to place the cover over the cage. GAHHHHH

So basically what I am saying is, get a hood for the trees around your bedroom.

Oh man, in like early summer there's always this blackbird that returns to my garden and all day every day it's just there going "AAP... AAP... AAP..." (that is the best way I can describe a blackbird noise), and if I'm in all day it will start to drive me insane. Like I get fantasies about bodyslamming, or I just go to the backdoor and start going "AAAAHHH! AAAAAAHH!" for about thirty seconds. My excuse for this is trying to scare it off, but I'm not sure that's the real reason.

*bodyslamming it , fantasies about bodyslamming it .

I remember growing up, there was always this woodpecker that would PECK ON MY BEDROOM WINDOW AT FAR-TOO-EARLY-IN-THE-MORNING.

And bodyslamming? Yeah, pretty much.

...Fantasies about bodyslamming...?

Whoo! *Raises hand for high-five*

Fantasies about working on her serrrve

When I was staying in a hostel near the ocean I learned pretty quickly that the best time for enthusiastic seagull fucking is about 5-515 AM.

There are worse ways to find that out...

Okay, so first I read this as you enthusiastically fucking a seagull, and then I read it as you fucking a seagull which was itself enthusiastic about the fact, and then I started speculating about what might be the best time if one preferred to fuck disinterested seagulls, and I know what you meant but I just can't make my brain read it properly!

It's like that picture which is either a duck or a rabbit, but once you've seen it one way you can't see it the other. Except, instead of a duck, it's SpinyNorman fucking a seagull.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAP AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPP APP AP AP....AP

Yes early morning baby birds are just awful, especially when there are fifty hundred of them. I just realized how awkward that number phrase is, even though I have read this strip many times before.

I wonder how long it took Molly to learn not to ask that question.

30 seconds after asking it this time

Molly's brushing arm has stopped moving in panel seven. Mouth all full of toothpaste, all realizing there's no good morning to wake up as Beef.

I have also thought that my girlfriend might break up with me for illicit hug pictures. I also can not detetrmine wheather it would be against my will.

ahh neurosis.

This needs to be rated way higher more like a rating such as a five

Panel 5 is when I truly realised the genius of Achewood.

I can imagine exactly how that cigarette smelled as that man took it out of the packet shortly before 8am.

PANELS 4 & 5: EXAMPLE OF THINGS NOT TO SAY TO YOUR GIRLFRIEND.

This is what we in the business call "foreshadowing".

If this is actual foreshadowing and not just a coincidence or something like that, I will be extremely impressed. This is like...really obscure four years later foreshadowing.

Molly kind of wishes she hadn't asked the question.

Clicked random, and this strip came up. Classic.

Me too. Me fuckin' too. I'd give it a 6 if I could.

There is a large tree just outside my window. Panel four describes my mornings well.

With Beef, that is a loaded question.

Hell, almost any question is.